Yesterday was a rather trying one for yours truly. First it was my site crashing at midnight. This made me rather unhappy. Awakening to find it was still down made me unhappier. Realizing however this was due to factors way beyond my control I decided to revisit one of my favorite places…

For starters, this is without argument the largest pot hole yours truly has ever laid eyes upon.

And of course there is the extensive array of empty liquor containers to be found at this location. I was particularly impressed with this 1.75 liter bottle of Hennessy. That stuff ain’t cheap! Arguably the most provocative part of my trek came to pass in a rather desolate part of Long Island City. It was there I was somewhat startled to hear someone shout:

Hey lady, why aren’t you in Greenpoint?

This came courtesy of the inimitable proprietress of Word Books: Christine Onorati. In any case (and without further ado) here are some highlights from my journey. NOTE/SPOILER: There’s some pretty neat street art at the end. Enjoy!

The above vision hails from McGuinness Boulevard and comes courtesy of the camera of Kitchen Prof. Otherwise, if I had to hazard a guess as to whom the “winner” was in this situation I’d say it was the B62. By a nose.

Miss Heather

P.S.: In all seriousness folks, this just shows— once again— that the police really need to crack down on speeding along this stretch.